You Light Up My Day...Not. {Derek}

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It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg.

Stiles didn’t know why he was out in the forest. Alone. At dusk. Did he mention he was alone? And that it was eerily quiet? Or that he kept seeing shapes out of the corners of his eyes? No? Well, now you know. He shook his head and shoved his hands in his pockets, only to pull them out moments later, tapping on hand on his thigh while the other hand beat out an according rhythm with his fingers. Of course, realizing how loud that would be, he stopped, only to step on a large stick and trip over his own feet in the next few steps, sending him tumbling to the ground with a loud thump. ”Great, Stiles. Not only are you talking to yourself, you also just managed to alert any werewolves around to your presence. Not to mention whatever else is going bump in the night.” he grumbled, getting to his feet and brushing himself off.

He did mention he was freaked out, right? But, as he always sought to prove, he wasn’t a coward, and as many times as he proved himself wrong, he still went back out there to try again. Besides, he did, in fact, have a reason for being out this late at night. One, his dad was finally conked out on the sofa after a long shift, so he didn’t have to worry about when his dad was coming home, two, he did find he liked the time before the sun setting/rising and being up/down. It was calming. The calm before the storm. Anyways, and his third reason was one of the most common he ever had. Research. He’d found a book on lore about werewolves, and the book claimed that certain herbs helped bolster immunity against mountain ash or wolfsbane, which he highly doubted was true, but hey, why not try it. It gave him a chance to conduct (torture) an experiment on one of his friends.

Maybe he could even get Derek to do it. A decidedly mischievous grin crossed his face before he looked around and shrug. ”Well, hey, already alerted everyone to where I am, might as well go out in style.” He dragged the word out before breaking out into song, undoubtedly butchering the lines of Lady Gaga’s Paparazzi. Don’t ask him why he had that song stuck in his head, just that he did, and well, maybe it would annoy anyone else so much that they’d steer clear of him. Yup, that was what would happen. He rummaged around on the ground with his feet, shuffling the decomposing leaves out of the way even as he wasn’t entirely sure what he was looking for.

So he plopped his butt onto the ground, praying that it wasn’t damp, and pulled the book out of his backpack. It was musty, more than a little old (probably older than his dad), and opened it up to the page he’d bookmarked. Of course, since the book was written in the days before there were such things as the amazing computer, there were no digital pictures, only hand drawn ones that looked poor at best, and more like a five year old child drew a tree and then mixed some drool in. ”Great, so now I don’t put enough research into it as usual, and guess what Stiles. I think I just heard something out there, again. Yay me. Love my life.” He mumbled, rifling through the book.

NOTES :: Lol, let the banter begin.
MUSIC :: None.
WORDS :: 580
TAGS :: Derek Hale;

The sun before the burn
The thunder before the lightning.

The breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

[Derek Hale]

It was getting cramped in the rail car, and he knew it they’d all have to vacate it and find a safer place soon. with the pack growing it wasn’t safe within the walls of the trail car yes it is a good place to keep those who haven’t found their anchor locked down and underground so they can’t hurt anyone. He didn’t need the alpha’s finding their hide out either those beasts were bad news and he didn’t know how they were going to stop them all or if they even could. Peter knew more about them then Derek did and sometimes he wished her hadn’t killed Peter and they’d be after Peter instead, but Derek did like the roll of being Alpha. It made him feel power and almost made him feel like he has a family once again. Sure, it isn’t his real family, but what could he do? They are all gone his sister who took care of him was never coming back she was a better Alpha then he is… Deep down he knew that too. He let the pack leave and go as they pleased since being a part of the pack was voluntary, but being together made them all stronger and they so needed to stick together if they were going to make it threw the dangers that lurk all around them…

Derek still trusted no one, but he did do his best to keep them all safe… sure he feels like he his failing them. He is doing the best that he can. Erica always seemed to have some sort of snappy remarks… Derek tended to brush them off…He loves the fact that the more you ignore her the worse she gets and its almost funny at times. Perhaps it was because she was ignored before she became one of them. Boyd was still Boyd broody as always, but hey at least he has a family and some friends now so maybe he’d eventually open up more and get to know more people.. Isaac seemed to be growing as his own person as well… It was good they all seemed to get along sure they all had their battles at least they had each other… They were out and about doing lord knows what. He hoped that they weren’t in any trouble so he decided to go out, scan the woods, and make sure nothing shady was going down. He also wanted to make sure no one else has been killed. He kept building his pack up and them Alpha’s or hunters had taken some of them down.

As he was out enjoying, a nice run in the woods making sure everything was good he could hear someone in the woods singing Lady Gaga and scowled at that… Now that damn song was going to be stuck in his head all night and he would need to like bleach it out of his brain. He should kill whoever got that wretched song in his head… Damn them… he growled slightly under his breathe trying to think of anything, but that damn song! He could hear leaves rumpling on the ground in the distant too, and then after a while he heard the person speak and now knew it was stiles… He rolled his eyes thinking ‘what an idiot this kid is… What the heck did he want to be dinner to one of the alpha’s in town.’ Derek followed the scent and smell and finally found stiles, and glared holes into the back of his head. He was sat there in the middle of the woods with a fricken book of all things like it was safe to be in the woods alone like that!

“ You’re so dead, Stiles. What are you and idiot? What are you doing out here?” he snapped and eyebrow twitched a little. He would have to make sure to tell Scott that his friend is a dead man and a dumbass. “ Just make yourself known to all the werewolves in the area and get that fricken song stuck in their heads so they want to make you their dinner is that your brilliant idea?” He was now lashing out at him telling him off. “ You should be at home or the library reading a book not in the middle of the woods where hungry creatures come to hunt.” did he want to find one of the other alphas? He didn’t know what great ideas danced threw Stiles head half the time, but this wasn’t a good one at all. Derek had fought some of the Alpha’s and had barley made it out alive… what would Stiles do talk them to death? That didn’t seem like a very good plan at all and he is lucky it was him that was out here and not one of them, but he still thinks Stiles is a dead man! Derek was hoping that him coming out here and saying them things would scare the hell out of him.. What was he thinking?

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It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg.

Stiles skimmed through the book, his brows furrowed in thought as he concentrated on the words. A fair amount of them were barely legible, one of the problems of getting such an old book. Granted, the knowledge was good, after all, he now knew that there were at least twenty different kinds of wolfsbane, all varying in affect, though the most common one of course was the one that would kill a wolf. Other kinds would affect the nervous system, similar to getting high, and still others did…other things. He grimaced at the thought and shook his head. No way was he ever sharing that fact with anyone, no one else needed to know that. Especially since the description on those kinds of plants was very detailed, and he had a feeling he’d seen at least a couple of them around the area.

He felt someone’s gaze on the back of his head but tried not to flip out, especially since if he did, well that would probably only make the fact that he was out in the woods, alone, with a possible alpha from the alpha pack on his tail, a whole lot worse. Not that it wasn’t already bad. “You’re so dead, Stiles. What are you, an idiot? What are you doing out here?” A familiar voice snapped and he nearly gave a sigh of relief, almost. He turned his head to see the familiar dark haired alpha, seeming ready to communicate entirely through the movement of his eyebrows as always. ”Dude, did you know your eyebrow just twitched? Like, is that a communication thing, an alpha thing, or a Derek thing? I’m thinking the last one, but in that case you seem to have a lot of…things.” He observed with a lopsided grin, unaffected by the alpha’s annoyance as always, so long as his hands stayed at his sides, and weren’t either on the back of the human’s head, grabbing his shirt, or any other part of his upper or lower limbs, he was good. ”Oh, and I’m doing alright, thanks, and how are you today? Catch any rabbits to cook in your little werewolf oven?” He said cheekily, watching the older male throughout.

“Just make yourself known to all the werewolves in the area and get that fricken song stuck in their heads so they want to make you their dinner is that your brilliant idea?” He said, lashing out as he always seemed so good at doing. ”Actually, my plan was to annoy them so much they simply left the area. I guess that didn’t work. Oh well.” He said, uttering a dramatic sigh before hearing the alpha speak up once more. “You should be at home or the library reading a book not in the middle of the woods where hungry creatures come to hunt.” He continued, and Stiles rolled his eyes. ”For your information, I was doing research. Why the hell else would I be out here in the woods alone without anyone with me? Do you really think I’m that stupid? No, don’t answer that. And anyways, I was looking around for different types of wolfsbane, thank you very much.” He said, scoffing and pushing the book back into his backpack, getting to his feet with a huff.

Wasn’t like he’d be able to convince Derek to let him hang outside any longer, the Sourwolf wasn’t content with anything less than complete obedience, and it seemed he himself was stuck being dragged into that line of order. Whatever. Sighing to himself, he started trudging off in a direction he hoped was towards his jeep, otherwise, well, he was moving anyhow.

NOTES :: Lol, let the banter begin.
MUSIC :: None.
WORDS :: 612
TAGS :: Derek Hale;

The sun before the burn
The thunder before the lightning.

The breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

[Derek Hale]

Derek was defiantly glaring daggers at Stiles how could that kid be so stupid to be out here in the middle of the woods while there were bloodthirsty alphas on the loose. He was defiantly crazy. He couldn’t stand the guy half the time and always did something annoying to make him twitch and he was proving that now with the annoyance of the song and being out there alone. What would Scott say if he seen his best friend ripped to bits and pieces and sent to him by the alpha pack. One would think Stiles would know to be more careful, but no, here he was acting all nonchalant about studying in the woods. He continued to glare at Stiles as he mentioned the fact that his eyebrow just twitched and had a lopsided grin on his face, which made his face turn into even more of an annoyed glare at stiles. “Perhaps it is none of the above and it’s an annoyed reaction. “He stated in a matter of fact tone. Stiles seemed to annoy him a lot and boy did he know how to press his buttons and get under his skin to do so on a daily bases. If he weren’t Scott’s friend, he probably would have killed him by now.

Then of course, Stiles had to be himself and make Derek all the more annoyed with his doing all right and asking him how his day was and if he caught any rabbits to cook in his werewolf oven. Derek growled at him his lips tighten into a thin line with annoyance… Quickly moving forward in front of him. “If you don’t see the emanate threat of being out here in a fraction of a second it will be you who I am cooking in my little werewolf oven.” His eyebrow twitched again with anger. “Oh my day would be better if some little idiot wouldn’t alert all the werewolves in the area to his whereabouts. I am sure you’d make a nice chew toy for one of them and what would your best friend say.” Derek stated and slapping stiles upside the head where he was still sitting on the ground leaves crunching under the movement of the leaves... Which satisfied the need to maim him, but only by a sliver? “You know what that was for and perhaps you need a round of them to get it threw you thick skill that this” Derek said pointing and circling around the area. “Isn’t a brilliant idea.” He shook his head. Could his day seriously get any worse really?

Stiles had stated he hoped that the Alpha’s would just pack up and leave with his musical choose of annoyance. He had even let on with a dramatic sigh, which made Derek shake his head even more, and this boy didn’t get the ramifications of his actions really… it made Derek wonder how many times he had been dropped on his head as a child. “Fat chance there… more likely they’d rip out your throat and eat your vocal chords and send your head as a message to Scott or perhaps your father.” He seriously didn’t know what went threw his head half the time or where his common sense ran off too. Derek asked why he wasn’t studying in the library that was the normal place to go when one was studying, but no Stiles had to come into the woods. Stiles also asked why else he would be out here in the woods, but told him not to answer it which Derek was ready to answer with a few possible ideas, but his mouth shut once again anger filled in his eyes as he listened to the rest of Stiles answer crossing his arms over his chest.

Stiles said he was doing wolvesbane research and was looking around for various types. Oh yeah that was smart doing it alone. Derek rolled his eyes and Stiles was finally getting the gist of get the hell out of here you, idiot and packed up his book in his and getting to his feel with a huff. “Well if you wanted to do that don’t you think it would have been wise to bring let me say… Scott with you?” Derek let out and annoyed sighed. It would have been much easier for Stiles to find actual wolves bane that way or perhaps have a set of ears that could hear another wolf coming instead of being sat there marked for death. He started moving and Derek hoped that he was taking his leave and getting the hell out of these woods. It felt as if there maybe another presence out here which made Derek growl under his breath and lips twitch as he looked around following after Stiles. For all Derek knew it could be a hunter. It didn’t smell as if it were a wolf. Could be some other moron running threw the woods, which weren’t smart, either or some rabid killer…

“ You may want to go a little more to your left and down the path if you want to find wolvesbane pick some up and get the hell out of here we are not alone.” Derek stated in a warning tone hoping it would light a firecracker under stiles ass. He could hear movement in the woods… Branches were snapping and leaves crinkling with heavy footsteps. Derek stayed still to listen carefully, but was sure Stiles would run his mouth as he always did. It was easier to pinpoint their direction with pure quiet, but it was odd he couldn’t hear any birds chirping which didn’t seem right to Derek. “GO NOW!” He snapped. The smell of blood trickled threw the air, which wasn't a good sign. He didn't know if he should tell Stiles or not, but hoped he'd just not argue and do as he says...


Notes: Hope this is okay with you let me know if anything needs changing.

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It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg.

Stiles wasn’t extremely impressed as Derek continued to glare at him. Honestly, was that all the man knew how to do? Glare? Twitch his eyebrows? The lanky teen was beginning to think so. Especially when his glare turned annoyed, and he was rather amused by it all. “Perhaps it is none of the above and it’s an annoyed reaction.“ He stated matter of factly, before growling and setting his lips into a thin line tight with annoyance. Jeesh. Talk about a party pooper. ”Orrr…..yeah, I dunno, maybe that’s all you’re capable of expressing your emotions through, I mean, seriously, it’s okay to smile, or laugh…but then again your smile would be more like an: ‘I’m going to eat your face now’ sorta thing, and your laugh would probably make babies cry. Or something.” he said, fighting a smile instead as he moved in front of him quickly. “If you don’t see the emanate threat of being out here in a fraction of a second it will be you who I am cooking in my little werewolf oven.” His eyebrow twitched again and Stiles stifled his laughter behind a cough. ”Dude, sorry, but I don’t play for that team. I mean, really, my heart belongs to another, but then again, with those sort of comments, I’m not surprised you need to get laid.” He said glibly, before breaking down into laughter.

“Oh my day would be better if some little idiot wouldn’t alert all the werewolves in the area to his whereabouts. I am sure you’d make a nice chew toy for one of them and what would your best friend say.” Derek asked, and he raised his brow, before yelping when the were slapped him upside the head. “You know what that was for and perhaps you need a round of them to get it through your thick skull that this” He gestured, “Isn’t a brilliant idea.” The Alpha finished, and this time Stiles snorted, rubbing the spot where he’d been hit in a not so subtle movement. It was amazing he didn’t get concussions whenever the ass did that…Sighing, he instead raised his brow further and shook his head. ”Right. Right. So giving me a concussion and hampering my ability to conduct imperative research to save your pack’s pathetic collective asses will get it through my thick ass skull? Go ahead and try it. Might give Scott an excuse to get away from you so I don’t have to waste my life, literally, around you guys.” He said, tone dripping with sarcasm.

“Fat chance there… more likely they’d rip out your throat and eat your vocal chords and send your head as a message to Scott or perhaps your father.” He said, and rolled his eyes, even as the Lacrosse player gathered up his book and stuffed it back into his backpack, slinging the bag over his shoulder with a roll of his own eyes. “Well if you wanted to do that don’t you think it would have been wise to bring let me say… Scott with you?” Derek let out an annoyed sigh. “You may want to go a little more to your left and down the path if you want to find wolfsbane pick some up and get the hell out of here we are not alone.” The werewolf stated warningly, and Stiles huffed and rolled his eyes again. ”So, how does this work, exactly? You go from threatening not so subtly about my death to pretending to try to save my ass? Right, whatever man. Go to hell.” He said with a roll of his eyes once more even as he tried to cover up the fact that he heard the branches shifting and leaves crinkling. Wasn’t like something like that could hide from a werewolf’s enhanced hearing, but man, it couldn’t be a were if even he, with his pathetic hearing could hear it. But whatever. “GO NOW!” Derek barked, and Stiles swallowed hard, shaking his head but doing as the arrogant ass said, figuring that he was heading out anyhow, and that this way he’d get away from whatever was nearby and the Alpha in one go.

NOTES :: Lol, let the banter begin.
MUSIC :: None.
WORDS :: 697
TAGS :: Derek Hale;

The sun before the burn
The thunder before the lightning.

The breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

[Derek Hale]

Derek stood there and listened to Stiles remarks about smiling and laughing and glared all the more at them comments, narrowing his eyes at Stiles before speaking. “ Ha-ha very funny. So funny I forgot to laugh." He didn’t know why Stiles seemed to get under his skin so much there was just something about him that did and Derek didn’t think he’d make babies cry and he does smile some of the times. Just not around Stiles. Derek rolled his eyes as Stiles then took the werewolf oven to a sexual meaning and told him he needs to get laid and that Stiles doesn’t swing that way. It made Derek arch a brow since he has over heard Stiles ask Scott if he is attractive to gay men. Stiles obviously thought his antics were funny and Derek was so not pleased nor did he find it funny in any way shape or form.

“ You and I both know I didn’t mean it that way I meant as in you for dinner. I am sure you’d go nicely with some salt and pepper..” Derek snapped. “ Perhaps it is you the one who needs to get laid. How‘s it going with that quest of going with the woman who holds your heart? .” he asked with an amused smile on his lips. He didn’t think Stiles was getting anywhere with Lydia. It seemed as if they were ‘ just friends’ still so if Stiles wanted to dig on his lack of a love life he’d do the same.

Derek really didn’t think being in the woods alone was a great idea there were too many dangers out here. For all Derek knew hunters could have set traps anywhere and he may find himself right in the middle of a trap or dinner to another werewolf.. Stiles let out a yelp as he had slapped him upside the head and had a go at him for being out there. Of course Stiles had to use more of his sparkling wit going on about a concussion and hampering his ability to conduct research to save his packs life. “ And who said we needed your help? If you wanted to help really research out here isn’t wise.. Perhaps you just have a death wish maybe and if that is the case by all means feel free to keep doing what you are doing and I didn’t hit you that hard to give you a concussion, but if you want one I can surely make that happen… gladly.” He said with a smirk… he had only gave him a love tap it wasn’t anything hard that was meant to hurt him more of a get your ass out of here and stop being stupid.

“ No one said you had to be around us, Stiles. You could always stay home you know. If you hate it that much. You do that of your own choice partially to help Scott, but you can’t help him if your dead now can you? Something of the wrong sort is always going to be attracted to him and our kind so unless you are cooking up a magical cure for him then you may just have to suck it up and deal with us. Besides even if you find a cure who says he’ll take it? He wouldn’t be able to protect his dear Allison from the dangers that lurk all around.” Derek knew if Scott had to choose to be normal or be what he is these days he’d probably want to stay what he is just so he can protect Allison since her family would have a target on them from creatures wanting them dead. Being human he wouldn’t be able to do that. Noises were coming from the woods and snapping of branches and bushes rustling and he didn’t like that at all. He was getting some weird vibe off it and tried to bark at Stiles to go and get out of here unless he really does want to be a dead man.

Stiles of course wouldn’t leave without giving him some sort of lip and he growled. “Fine I’ll let whatever is making those noised eat your pasty ass.” Derek snapped back since he didn’t seem keen on wanting to be saved after telling him to get out of the woods. Derek already thought he was in hell with all he has had to deal with the past few weeks and how Stiles just loves to push his buttons. Derek closed his eyes and sniffed the air letting his senses do the work and he could smell blood and rotten and decaying bodies.. He listened as Stiles finally decided to walk away. He himself didn’t know what it was, but didn’t want to stick around really to find out what it is either. Just to make sure he was safe and whatever it was didn’t kill Stiles… Derek followed he didn’t want him to end up dead and Scott whine about why didn’t you save him. Stiles would probably tell him to go away, but he was going to make sure his ass was in that Jeep before leaving him be.


Notes: Figured maybe it could be some sort of vampire or something out there with them. Hehe how do you think Stiles would react to vampires? Hope this doesn’t suck too badly. I am so trying to re-watch teen wolf to get back into Derek mode.

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It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg.

Derek narrowed his gaze at Stiles before he deigned to speak up again. “Ha-ha very funny. So funny I forgot to laugh." He said with a roll of his eyes before arching his brow. “You and I both know I didn’t mean it that way I meant as in you for dinner. I am sure you’d go nicely with some salt and pepper…” He snapped, and Stiles snorted in amusement. ”Dude, I’ll have you know I’m WAY tastier with some steak seasoning, maybe a little parsley.” He replied easily, even before the older male spoke up again. “Perhaps it is you the one who needs to get laid. How‘s it going with that quest of going with the woman who holds your heart?” Derek asked with an amused smile, and Stiles clutched at his chest. ”Dude, my heart. Is that the best you could do as far as humor goes? Seriously, man? Pathetic. Besides, least I got someone who’s worth pining for. I mean, honestly, she’s the best.” He said, not fazed by the dis on his love interest, besides, why would he care?

The lanky teen let out a yelp when the wolf slapped him upside the head, and then he of course had to add in some more of his fantastic wit, if he did say so himself. “And who said we needed your help? If you wanted to help really research out here isn’t wise…Perhaps you just have a death wish maybe and if that is the case by all means feel free to keep doing what you are doing and I didn’t hit you that hard to give you a concussion, but if you want one I can surely make that happen… gladly.” He said with a smirk, and Stiles fluttered his hands, pretending to swoon. ”The day I see Derek Hale actually reading a book and getting something from it that would help the pack is the day I don’t make smartass comments for the rest of the week around him.” He said with a roll of his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest in an effort not to rub the back of his head some more. For the dickwad’s obvious lack of caring, that had hurt. He watched Derek in relative silence, rare for Stiles, and concentrated on making him be the next one to say something.

“No one said you had to be around us, Stiles. You could always stay home you know. If you hate it that much. You do that of your own choice partially to help Scott, but you can’t help him if your dead now can you? Something of the wrong sort is always going to be attracted to him and our kind so unless you are cooking up a magical cure for him then you may just have to suck it up and deal with us. Besides even if you find a cure who says he’ll take it? He wouldn’t be able to protect his dear Allison from the dangers that lurk all around.” Derek said, and Stiles sighed, shaking his head. ”For your information, man, Scott is helpless without either Allison or myself, and for another, he’s the brother I never had, so keep your smartass comments to yourself about him. At least I was smart enough to turn down the option of becoming one of you. Besides, submitting to you on a daily basis? Kill me now.” Was all he said before the sounds of something else out there had his heart rate picking up, and he grimaced at the sure sign of his fear. “Fine I’ll let whatever is making those noised eat your pasty ass.” He snapped back, and Stiles sighed dreamily as he walked back towards the jeep. ”He mentioned my ass. How sweet~” He knew it would tick Derek off even more, so he didn’t bother stopping the comments. Besides, he’d known for a while now that he swung both ways, and if he said he hadn’t had a major crush on Derek at one point he doesn’t have a crush on him still. Does not. then he’d be lying. As he made his way back towards his jeep, even he began to smell the death and decay, and he may have gagged. But just a little before he reached his jeep, fumbling with his keys even as he threw his bag into the backseat.

NOTES :: Lol, Stiles.
MUSIC :: She Wolf (Falling to Pieces) - David Guetta Ft. Sia
WORDS :: 739
TAGS :: Derek;

The sun before the burn
The thunder before the lightning.

The breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

[Derek Hale]

Stiles of course had to come up with a witty response to his comment of dinner and salt and pepper. “Oh is that so, because right now I am thinking that maybe just bloody and rare would be sufficient.” He snarled back. Stiles really knew how to press his buttons. Derek rolled his eyes once more when Stiles put his hand over his heart telling him how pathetic his comeback had been and at least he had someone worth pining over. Stiles told him honestly she is the best… and Derek huffed. “ If you say so.” Derek and Lydia didn’t really get on all to well. Can you blame the guy for not liking her much after what happened say with his uncle? She obviously didn’t seem all to interested in Stiles from Derek’s observations, but hey if he wanted to go pine after her then perhaps Stiles will get lost and stop annoying him.

Derek of course had to have a go at him about being out there it wasn’t wise nor was the best idea and no one said they needed his help did they? Of course, he had to go and make it as if Derek doesn’t do anything to help nor reads books. That comment had made him arch his brow again in annoyance and so had the urge to what him again. Seriously, how could Scott stand him? “And what is it that you thing I do when your not around?” he glared. Did he even want to know what Stiles thinks he does when he and Scott are not about twiddle his thumbs, kick up his feet, and lounge on a couch or something of that leisure? Derek didn’t have time for that. He was always trying to find ways to become a better Alpha to know more about the alpha pack and what they can do to stop them.

He wasn’t lazy or anything and sat there and did nothing. What did Stiles think he could do just research stuff on the net and in some books and think they will be 100% true? He didn’t care that he may have hurt the guy a little with that smack across the head. He surely could do far worse, and all though half the time he wanted to kill him he knew if he did he’d be in a whole load of trouble. Derek crossed his arms over his chest as he listened to Stiles talk about how Scott is helpless with out Alison or himself. He’d think that wouldn’t he. Derek shook his head. “ Oh and what would you do about it if I don’t?” Derek asked with a hmmm at the end of that comment “ Also who says you’d have to report to me? Also that last part can be arranged.” Derek didn’t know if he could handle if Stiles had gotten the wolf bite and was one of them.

Something was coming he could hear it. What it was he didn’t know all he knew was it wasn’t one of them. With his enhanced sense the smell was just assaulting his nostrils and the smell wasn’t pretty either he could feel his own stomach turn and wanted to gag, but held it in. He didn’t know what or where the smell was coming from and he didn’t want to find out, and of course Stiles had to make some witty remark as he walked to the jeep. Derek growled, “ Just get in your jeep and go.” He snapped getting annoyed that it has taken him that long to get his bag in and find his keys. If he didn’t move soon the thing would be right in front of them. Derek could take off running and hopefully get away in time as long as Stiles gets gone like NOW! “ Now, Stiles!!! How long does it take to find your keys?” Derek seriously considered the boy needs to staple them to his forehead.

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It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg.

He couldn’t resist making his witty remarks, especially when Derek mentioned eating him. Seriously, he couldn’t help it! By now, the patented Stiles’ smartass remarks were a guarantee, especially given the fact that he knew it was his only defense, since he was really just a skinny teen otherwise. “Oh is that so, because right now I am thinking that maybe just bloody and rare would be sufficient.” Derek snarled back, and Stiles screwed his features up, narrowing his eyes at Derek even as the werewolf rolled his own. Right, so, he still really didn’t know what this whole animosity thing was about. Honestly he just went along because it was only fair, given the dark haired werewolf pissed him off more than most others did. ”Why don’t you go eat someone else or something, seriously. I don’t taste that good.” he grumbled, even as Derek huffed. “If you say so.” And Stiles bristled internally. At least he had a love life, though it was a rather uneventful one, he still figured it was better than Derek’s love life, especially after what happened with that Kate bitch, who he was being very kind about not mentioning. And it also might be because he wants to keep his head firmly attached to his neck.

The human still couldn’t figure out why they were being so stupid and rude to each other. He figured that was Derek’s typical personality, but still, what was it about the guy that made Stiles act even worse than normal? He didn’t know at the moment, though he did wish he knew, because then at least he could make an effort to not act that way, lest he find out the hard way just how far he can push Derek’s buttons without dying because of it. Upon seeing Derek’s arched brow, he knew that he was just asking for it, but then he couldn’t bring himself to care too much. “And what is it that you thing I do when you’re not around?” He glared, and Stiles lifted a shoulder in a shrug, refusing to answer that one, partially because he wasn’t sure he wanted to know, and partially because well…okay he just plain didn’t want to know.

The Alpha crossed his arms over his chest as he listened to Stiles talk, and shook his head. “Oh and what would you do about it if I don’t?” He asked with a hmm at the end of that. “Also who says you’d have to report to me? Also that last part can be arranged.” He growled, and Stiles shook his head. ”Whatever man. And you know, if anything I’d report to Scott as an Alpha. He would treat other wolves better than you have so far.” He said before Derek growled, “Just get in your jeep and go.” And the teen huffed before jogging back to his jeep, searching around for his keys as he tried not to focus on how bad the smell was getting, even for his rather insensitive nose. “Now, Stiles!!! How long does it take to find your keys?” He snapped and Stiles ignored him, instead taking the few more seconds to find his keys and unlock the door before getting inside and locking them, rolling his windows up and starting the car before driving off, his gaze rather annoyed as he fought not to look back. The ass could handle himself, surely.

NOTES :: Lol, Stiles.
MUSIC :: She Wolf (Falling to Pieces) - David Guetta Ft. Sia
WORDS :: 571
TAGS :: Derek;

The sun before the burn
The thunder before the lightning.

The breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

[Derek Hale]

Stiles had told him to go eat something else or something and that he doesn’t taste good. Derek arched a brow at that. “Now where is the fun in that?” Stiles after all is the one that likes to annoy him on so many levels and had to listen to him grumble. Derek didn’t know what else was flying threw the boys mind, but if he had he, def may have taken his head off. Derek just doesn’t have time for a love life right now. He has too much on his plate trying to keep everyone safe, but they always have to question the ways he goes about things just as if he himself is questioning stiles way about doing research where it’s not safe and in harms way.

Stiles had glared at him when he had asked what Stiles thought he does and part of him didn’t want to know the boys answer. He was sure it would be something that may make him want to smack the guy some more and he simply did not answer which to Derek was shocking. “No reply really?” he managed to stump him that time. Derek didn’t know that Stiles didn’t really want to know the answer, but it really wasn’t as if Derek did nothing all day. He was trying to learn ways to keep them all safe and perhaps that means he has to build more of a pack. The more of them there is the stronger they will be.

At least he knew that he’d report to Scott and not him. Thank god for that. Derek wouldn’t know what he’d do if Stiles had to report to him he may need a cell in the nut ward because that boy surely will annoy him to the brink of insanity. “Oh really would he?” Derek often thought Scott of an alpha of his own pack and they do differ in various ways and don’t always see eye to eye. Guess that is what makes them different. Something was out there and whatever it was Derek really didn’t like it. The smell was putrid and it made him want to gag. What the heck, did this town draw in now? He barked at Stiles to get in his jeep and get the hell out of there he needed to go and go now is what he needed before that thing go any closer.

Derek kept snapping at him to go and that really did seem to take him longer to get in the jeep. Derek was thinking if they get eaten it would be his fault and finally he got in the jeep locked the door and took off, and Derek stood there listening to the sounds and hoped that it wouldn’t stop in front of the Jeep and Scott's annoying buddy would get home safe.. Derek scanned the woods and scrunched up his nose and tried to run and get away from whatever the hell the dead and decayed and blood smelled thing was. He ran as far away as he could. So much for a run in the woods. He'd possibly have to come back later and see what it was or is.

Notes: We can probably wrap this one up.